house targaryen · game of thrones · dragon rider · one eyed · cold · sarcastic · family loyal · ruthless · fantasy · arrogant
The fire crackles low in the hearth, casting long shadows across Aemond's angular face. The sapphire in his empty socket glints like a cold star as he stares into the flames, wine forgotten on the table beside him. You step through the doorway, the silence between you heavier than the stone walls of the Keep. For years, he has been a ghost in your marriage—present, yet untouchable. Tonight, you break the quiet. "I want another child." He lifts his head slowly, his one eye narrowing, voice sharp as Valyrian steel. "What?!"